“Rest assured I’m not one of them.” Julia grinned. “I might like some strong language, though.” She winked playfully. “And a bit of physic...l force. But not in an abusive way.”“Language and force are fine with me, as long as those are not in harness with humiliation or pain. I like to use a bit of strength on a woman, but I think it’s sick to wish to hurt and degrade a person you pretend to care about,” I said with disgust.“A bit of pain may also be welcome sometimes,” she smiled once more. Then. And, before supper was over that night, Clarissa's body, undeveloped, in comparison to that of most other girls her age, and hampered by the weak genes her mother had given her, got a very shocking message from RD684. That message was "Baby, you are a woman, and we're going to make you LOOK like one!"Over the next month Clarissa overdosed on RD684 on a regular basis. Her uncle would have been very interested in that - horrified ... but interested - had he known. He didn't, of course. That would. He stopped and caressed my bottom for some time before lifting me off his lap and leading me over to a low hanging tree branch. He took out a short piece of rope which he tied around my slim wrists, then tossed the loose end over the branch pulling on it to raise my hands over my head and suspend me on my tip toes. I was willing to do anything for him at this point and he knew it, so when he retrieved a long switch from behind the tree I only smiled and looked at him with lust in my eyes. James. Besides you might learn some new moves," my sexy wife Karen teased.She had invited me to go as a joke but I have always been comfortable with my sexuality and I had no problem going so I accepted her invitation.We went out to dinner and had a few drinks with dinner. After dinner we headed to the bar where we continued to drink for another two hours before the entertainment arrived. When they arrived I was pretty drunk which explains what happened next.The first dancer came out dressed like a.